Story 1 Poem by Demon Queen

A long time ago, when the world was still young and no human had yet been born, the Earth was split into two realms. The highest realm was where the angels, the followers of a holy figure, glowed and basked in sunlight and warmth. The air was clean and pure, the streets lined with the rarest silver and gold. Every female big or small wore the whitest gowns and had the fluffiest wings. Every man had the cleanest pants and the whitest shirts. Everything was so kept so clean and tidy that no angel had to wear shoes, food could even be eaten off the paved streets. There was no such thing as hurt or pain. No one knew what blood looked like, none had ever been shed. Everything was primed and perfect like a dream come true, complete heaven.
In complete contrast to the angels above, there were those who dwelled below, in the lowest realm of the world. They were the followers of an angel gone bad. They called themselves the chosen ones, the angels that had fallen from grace. They were not unknown to the angels above, but they were left alone for fear of what they would do if angered. Eventually the fallen ones got tired of being with the others. They made a plan to go away forever, into the unknown abyss that existed below. In the dead of night they left, taking with them nothing except the clothes they wore on their backs.
Several years passed and the fallen ones were long forgotten. Not a single trace was left to find. Their clothes, unwashed and untouched by sunlight for years, became tattered and black. Their once beautiful wings slowly became so thickly covered with dirt and soot from the smoldering depths that they soon looked like night itself. Their voices over time became deeper and huskier from breathing in all the dirt and filth of the underworld realm. Their eyes, having long forgotten the light of day, became discolored. They had also grown in numbers. Being all alone in the dark got very boring, the only thing they could do to occupy their time was to multiply their numbers as much and as fast as possible to be able to carry out their plans.